We have been having adventures since I finished my last freelance gig. We have been going to the park to hang out with the pelicans in the sun, we have been popping into wildly expensive chocolate shops to buy just four luscious truffles in a little silver box, we have been taking the bus north and east to walk about in the derelict daytime of Hackney. Today we are going to Singapore. We will stop in the Amsterdam airport (Henny says there is cheese), and then we will go to Singapore, and then we will go to Haw Par Villa. Maybe twice! There is a website for Haw Par Villa that says, among so many other things:

Attractions include:
Scowling 7,000-kg gorilla
A monstrous sumo wrestler
The Statue of Liberty
The Ten Courts of Hell

...and so on.

“How is this possible?” Olive said, reading down the list. He considered, then said: “Are they reproductions?”

This is gonna be great. I don’t know how Mr French will stand three weeks in tofu country, but we can only hope he fights the good fight. Because, fellow adventurers, there will be tofu in guises many, and durians ’round every corner.